Wow, that was some piece of tripe! The original ending didn’t call for the classic Suddenly they all died ending, but I just couldn’t help myself. It was so bad anyway that the king of endings wasn’t gonna hurt it any. Just had to get that off my chest.
Ay yi yi, where are all the good masseuses when you need them? I mean, really? Where are they and why aren’t they rubbing my back and shoulders and feet and arms and neck and everything else RIGHT NOW? Have they no idea what they’re supposed to be doing? It just doesn’t work to do it yourself!
Okay, enough complaining for right now. My hands are too tired from typing all morning and carrying heavy laundry baskets and a heavy four-year-old to take much more of this, so I think I’ll be signing off for the weekend. Happy Saturday, y’all!
Sixty-one days till August 1…
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